Clint had come in raising twenty different kinds of hell and instead of explaining it, Katherine had aired her insecurities. What she always thought w...uld happen. Now there was no way he’d ever want to be with her. Somehow she’d have to pull herself together and head home in the morning. She planned to take a day to de-Clint the house without Sean there. The thought of explaining the situation to Sean made her blood run cold. Hopefully, Clint won’t take it out on Sean. He genuinely seemed to. “Thank you.”“You’re welcome, Princess.” And again he left, my eyes lingering on his broad shoulders and the muscles of his wide, smooth back. I sighed as he left my sight. From the kitchen came the metallic bangs, the watery susurrus, and the wooden scrapes of a chef preparing his mise en place. I fidgeted impatiently, waiting for that familiar ring.The culinary cacophony concluded. Moments later, the tablet jingled, accompanied by John’s face and a notice that he wanted to Facetime. I accepted. After I’d stopped shaking I went back to the dining room Val was sat on one of the guest’s knee her dress opened exposing her breasts, who was mauling them as the other guest was kissing her. The table had been cleared and Val was soon lifted onto the table; it was obvious that not only was she braless she was also knickerless. Her pussy freshly shaven visible to these 2 big black men, they didn’t bother looking in my direction but removed their trousers to reveal two very large cocks that were. Then, they posed and took a few shots of their full naked bodies using a timed camera, showing the stark contrast of Valerie's now bright pink bush beside Amanda's hairless slit. They put on short dresses without any underwear at all, and high heels. Thankfully for Amanda her feet were roughly the same size as Valerie's, but her boobs felt painfully squashed in Valerie's smaller-sized dress. Amanda was silently cursing Valerie for her short dresses. For Valerie herself the dress barely covered.